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I've searched the holy books
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I tried to unravel the mystery of Jesus Christ, the saviour
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I've read the poets and the analysts
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Searched through the books on human behaviour
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I travelled this world around
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For an answer that refused to be found
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I don't know why and I don't know how
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But she's nobody's baby now
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I loved her then and I guess I love her still
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Hers is the face I see when a certain mood moves in
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She lives in my blood and skin
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Her wild feral stare, her dark hair
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Her winter lips as cold as stone
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Yeah, I was her man
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But there are some things love won't allow
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I held her hand but I don't hold it now
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I don't know why and I don't know how
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But she's nobody's baby now
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This is her dress that I loved best
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With the blue quilted violets across the breast
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And these are my many letters
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Torn to pieces by her long-fingered hand
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I was her cruel-hearted man
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And though I've tried to lay her ghost down
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She's moving through me, even now
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I don't know why and I don't know how
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But she's nobody's baby now
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She's nobody's baby now
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Nobody's baby now
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She's nobody's baby now
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Nobody's Baby Now
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| Nick Cave |
